And each stage is divided into nine grades, and it is said that the current cultivation of the White Lotus Dao people is the three grades of Qinglian.

Wang Qiu was eager to reach the Qinglian Yipin, and he thought to himself that if he could cast the spell of transforming gold, he could leave, so that he could cheat enough money, so that he could go back to the northern cliff to buy the north and south wine shop and marry the proprietress.

However, it backfired, time flew by, and it was already the third month that he came to Zilei Gorge, but the White Lotus Daoist did not teach him any cultivation methods, but instead threw him a book of martial arts called Five Fowl Opera.

These five birds imitate the movements of the five animals: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and crane to strengthen the bones and skin, so as to make the body stronger.

Wang Qiu began to feel a little awkward, not very suitable for the animal's movements and postures, first, the movements were strange, and second, the balance was difficult to control.

The bear step is thick and steady, expressing a kind of regretful luck, and it is light and agile in the bulky. Standing tall, standing tall, soaring, falling geese, independent demeanor.

Tiger pounces, mighty, strong and powerful, rigid and soft. Deer posture, calm heart, posture stretching, neck up, looking back. Ape movement, agility, balance.

"If you want to learn the cultivation method, you have to do it step by step. ”

The words of the White Lotus Daoist were like a scoop of cold water, and they instantly extinguished Wang Qiu's idea of quick success.

Helpless, Wang Qiunian wanted to learn the spell as soon as possible, but obediently cultivated under the guidance of the White Lotus Daoist, and Wang Qiu's five bird plays became more and more presentable.

I still remember at the beginning, at the end of the day, Wang Qiu felt that his body didn't seem to belong to him, tired and painful!

During this period, Wang Qiu still had countless thoughts of giving up, and at night, when the White Lotus Dao people were asleep, he had sneaked away many times, wanting to run out of this Purple Thunder Gorge.

Then, this Purple Thunder Gorge was very strange, the thick fog obscured his vision, Wang Qiu, not only did not escape, but also lost his way.

How hard did it take the White Lotus Dao people to rescue him from the mist of Purple Thunder Gorge again and again, and each time it was a hard lesson!

"This Purple Thunder Gorge is extremely strange, even I don't dare to move around at will, if you run around indiscriminately, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!"

Finally, Wang Qiu was desperate for this hellish Purple Thunder Canyon, he no longer had the idea of running away, he just hoped that the days would pass soon, and he would be able to reach the Qinglian Yipin soon, so that he could go out.

As the days passed, Wang Qiu's five poultry dramas became more and more proficient, and he even had a trace of charm.

You must know that from morning to evening, the White Lotus Dao people arranged for him to be full, first get up for morning exercises, practice the five poultry plays, and then clean up the cave, clean up, cook delicious, and wait for the White Lotus Dao people to wash up, after the meal, and from the stream back and forth to fill the water tank in the cave, this water tank is also extremely weird, a few feet wide water tank, you have to be forced to fill more than ten loads, a round trip is about half an hour.

Then it is to go to the logging, the trees of the Zilei Gorge here are all towering, very lush, covering the sky. Each tree is very thick, and it takes three or five adults to hug any of them. It is estimated that it will take more than a dozen people to embrace. For ordinary monks, cutting wood is naturally a matter of blink of an eye, but for him who has not cultivated any spiritual power, you can imagine how laborious it is to cut one.

At first, Wang Qiu needed to cut down one every three days, but then gradually shortened the time, and now Wang Qiu has to cut down two trees every day.

Behind the cave of the White Lotus Daoist here, there is a huge waterfall, which flows down 3,000 feet, and the water falls vertically, hitting the boulder, making a deafening rumbling sound.

After lunch and a brief lunch break, Wang Qiu stood at the foot of the waterfall and was washed by the Baizhang Waterfall. At the beginning, when the White Lotus Daoist asked him to stand at the bottom of the cliff, he didn't go to death, and was kicked down by the White Lotus Daoist, and before he could stand under the waterfall, he was instantly swept away by a huge stream of water.

"What are you doing to practice the Five Fowl Opera!"

The White Lotus Daoist burst into tears, Wang Qiu's teeth bited, and the five birds and bears stabbed violently, so that he could barely stand firm on the edge of the waterfall, and as time passed, he gradually stabilized his body and began to slowly walk towards the innermost. Until he could stand still at the bottom of the waterfall.

And in the distance, standing on the turbulent boulder, the white-clothed girl Xiayi, who was sitting cross-legged, was meditating every day, not knowing what she was refining, Wang Qiu also muttered to herself.

In the evening, Wang Qiu practiced the martial arts of the Five Fowl Opera again. Two hours later, the White Lotus Daoist specially prepared a bucket of elixir bath, which could make Wang Qiu's body recover greatly and remove fatigue.

And in the third month of his insistence, the White Lotus Daoist began to take him into the deep mountains, to the tiger's lair, the bear's den, and after disturbing them, he disappeared without a trace. Wang Qiu was left alone to stand in place, stupidly confronting the angry beast.

The next thing was that Wang Qiu was driven by the beast to run around. He scolded while running.

The White Lotus Daoist squinted and smiled and stood on the top of the tree, looking at Wang Qiu.

Gradually, Wang Qiu began to fight with the beast with his hand, and his strength was very strong, and in a year, Wang Qiu was able to kill the lion tiger with one punch.

Now Wang Qiu's body is very strong, with arms, abdomen, back, and legs, bulging with dark muscles. The strength of the body.

Looking at Wang Qiu's changes, the White Lotus Daoist nodded with satisfaction.

The reason why he let Wang Qiu cultivate his physical body like this was because he suffered such a loss, although he now has the cultivation of the three grades of Qinglian, but after all, he did not build a foundation platform, and many times when his spiritual power was exhausted, his physical strength was very weak.

Therefore, Wang Qiu wants to continue his inheritance, and it is naturally better for the blue to be better than the blue. Moreover, he felt that Wang Qiu's spiritual root grade was even better than him, and his future achievements would definitely be far above him, so he couldn't let his disciples eat the losses he had suffered.

"Wang Qiu, now that you have a strong body, even if you fight with the monks of the White Lotus Three Grades, you will not necessarily have the upper hand, this is the reason why I let you exercise your body, you must know that only if the foundation is strong enough, you can go further and higher!"

"Thank you, Master, for teaching!" In nearly a year, Wang Qiu's mentality has changed a lot.

The White Lotus Daoist nodded with satisfaction, and summoned the girl in white, Wang Qiu and Xia Yi sat cross-legged in front of the White Lotus Daoist.

The White Lotus Daoist glanced at the two of them and said, "From now on, I will teach you the method of cultivating the method of tuning, this is the first step for you to truly step into cultivation!"

Wang Qiu's eyes lit up, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

With a wave of the White Lotus Daoist's robe, the dazzling light shone, and several items appeared in front of Wang Qiu in an instant.

The first is a delicate flying sword, and the second is a yellow book with a quaint bamboo tube. The bamboo tube is engraved with cloud-like patterns.

Wang Qiu's eyes fell on the flying sword, and the moment he reached out to take it, he was snatched away by Xia Yi first.

Xia Yi's face was happy, and she played with it in her hand, and she couldn't put it down.

Wang Qiu's face changed slightly, he frowned, and had to focus on the other two items.

"This yellow book is a record of elixir identification handed down by my ancestor, and this quaint bamboo tube is the talisman technique of my Wuling ancestor. But don't underestimate the guy who eats. ”

The White Lotus Daoist squinted and smiled.

Wang Qiu rolled his eyes in his heart, what kind of guy is eating, isn't he just going down the mountain pit to be abducted.

"Okay, clean up, tomorrow Wang Qiu will follow the teacher down the mountain, a few days ago, the party member of Beiling sent a good fate, saying that it was strange in his family, since Wang Qiu chose the Wuling Patriarch elixir talisman line, he has to follow the teacher to pick up this guy who eats. ”